Nice weather weekend

66º with sunshine and predicted high of 71º here in La Feria, TX  at 12 noon on Saturday.

Had our first Saturday morning breakfast of biscuits and sausage gravy with cheesy scrambled eggs.  Had about 24 signed up and 22 showed up besides the 6 cooking/serving crew.

Trimmed on the "outside" of our fence.

Cut way down on a cactus in the back yard and took out volunteer trees.

 

The the cactus in the background is the one cut out.

Pile in the garbage area of lawn debris

My "truck"  - took 10 loads, rode 5.9 miles doing it.

 Thursday a group out of our Men of A-Chord Barbershop Chorus met at one of the members place in Mission, TX to work on songs that we hope to use as new, or "fill-ins" quartets in performances.  We were at Aladdin Villas where several other chorus members also live.  Spent almost two hours going over songs.

Here is an example of what might happen in First Class US Mail.  Chunk of the envelope was torn off, including big chunk out of the enclosed letter.

GROANER'S CORNER:(( A cowboy, who just moved to Wyoming from Texas, walks into a bar and orders three mugs of beer. He sits in the back of the room, drinking a sip out of each one in turn. When he finishes them, he comes back to the bar and orders three more.  The bartender approaches and tells the cowboy, "You know, a mug goes flat after I draw it. It would taste better if you bought one at a time." The cowboy replies, "Well, you see, I have two brothers. One is in Arizona , the other is in Colorado . When we all left our home in Texas , we promised that we'd drink this way to remember the days when we drank together. So I'm drinking one beer for each of my brothers and one for myself."  The bartender admits that this is a nice custom, and leaves it there.  The cowboy becomes a regular in the bar, and always drinks the same way. He orders three mugs and drinks them in turn.  One day, he comes in and only orders two mugs. All the regulars take notice and fall silent. It is obvious what has happened.  When he comes back to the bar for the second round, the bartender says, "I don't want to intrude on your grief, but I wanted to offer my condolences on the loss of one of your brothers."  The cowboy looks quite puzzled for a moment, then a light dawns in his eyes and he laughs.  "Oh, no, everybody's just fine," he explains, "It's just that my wife and I joined the Baptist Church and I had to quit drinking."  "Hasn't affected my brothers though."

Stopped by to talk to Carl -- couldn't wake him.